Don't ever stop until it's over [Active/Open]
Characters: Rosette Christopher and Zetsu, anyone else?
Setting: Industrial Kitchen
Time: Night 008
Summary: Rosette and Zetsu fight off shadow monsters, Rosette gets hurt on accident, dramaz and death ensure? B|
Warnings: Violence, character death, general Caitlin fail
Rosette had a bad feeling; she didn't like this, not at all...
The house had been a lot darker lately, and the construction was still driving on and everything...but to be honest, she wasn't even entirely sure what it was that was giving her such a bad feeling, especially about that night. She hadn't really seen anyone in the past...long while, but that only worried her a bit, considering that she hadn't exactly been actively searching out people or anything, either, choosing to mostly stay in the shelter room that she had discovered a few weeks previous. It was an easy enough place to stay, and it just...worked for her. It wasn't anything fancy, no, but all the better, in this situation, right?
She kept seeing movement, though; she was in the kitchen, now, and the movement was visible from the corner of her eye...dark shapes. She glanced at the gun in her hand, wondering just how many bullets she could spare if it became necessary to defend herself. She didn't have a lot left, so she didn't want to use more than she had to...
Right now she was just worried about getting some food and getting out of there, already.
Setting: Industrial Kitchen
Time: Night 008
Summary: Rosette and Zetsu fight off shadow monsters, Rosette gets hurt on accident, dramaz and death ensure? B|
Warnings: Violence, character death, general Caitlin fail
Rosette had a bad feeling; she didn't like this, not at all...
The house had been a lot darker lately, and the construction was still driving on and everything...but to be honest, she wasn't even entirely sure what it was that was giving her such a bad feeling, especially about that night. She hadn't really seen anyone in the past...long while, but that only worried her a bit, considering that she hadn't exactly been actively searching out people or anything, either, choosing to mostly stay in the shelter room that she had discovered a few weeks previous. It was an easy enough place to stay, and it just...worked for her. It wasn't anything fancy, no, but all the better, in this situation, right?
She kept seeing movement, though; she was in the kitchen, now, and the movement was visible from the corner of her eye...dark shapes. She glanced at the gun in her hand, wondering just how many bullets she could spare if it became necessary to defend herself. She didn't have a lot left, so she didn't want to use more than she had to...
Right now she was just worried about getting some food and getting out of there, already.